Breed In Weakness

Soilent Green

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    Far from virgin
    No dilution to the norm
    Put to the test
    Walking with the blind
    Bleed the disease
    To exterminate man
    Unsound knowledge
    For the less grateful
    Seedling sprouting-
    Up into spoiled plotting
    Harsh on the plagued

    Drown, broken down
    Symbol of man's sterility
    In a broken glass
    Shattered are the weak
    Like slivers of glass
    Slowly penetrating flesh

    Sin bleeds its stain through ages
    Violence eats its own
    Breed like roaches
    In enormous hordes
    Smear the guilt in your face
    Create the insane
    Breaking down, immune
    Making stronger
    Held down, swallow a mold
    Destroy the genetic code

    Steal the mind of evil in progression
    The simple man's mind twisted
    And warped to lead a world
    To mold and create a clone of disease
    Quarantined in idealist form
    Of the non-perfect

    Don't think twice, cut the lines to life
    Reactions in hand
    Vital expectations only downfall
    Continue this phase

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    I've seen the faces melt
    Reveal the sterile mind
    Hiding these dark secrets
    Man tries to leave behind

    Simple execution, stop the breeding
    An overpopulation of fools
    Teach the broken this soul escape
    Reach the deeply shattered
    The spreading colonies
    Withholding its rapture
    The escape to infiltrate
    The plagued sky opens
    Its eyes of redemption
    Shedding its tears

    The wings of hope
    Singed and burned
    Too many times praising
    The hands of murder
    The vision of a man's dream diseased
    Steer yourself clear
    Promise not to interfere
    A rising downfall, drunk and raped

    Hiding the light
    For a breath of slow growth
    Warmth bearing the birth of death
    A winter of pain for the delight
    To belie the truth of man
    This unbalanced offset

    Raped by intoxication

    Inject a sterile thought
    With an infection
    Now the ladder to regression
    So, lost, divine
    Deprived of the innocent
    Producing potential
    Taste it, feel it

    Scratching into walls
    Their form of art
    A distressed form of fingerpainting
    For the release of pain
    Ignorant knowledge
    Misunderstood approach
    Bright young minds
    Weak lost minds
    Lose the edge, hybrid declines

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